The Sketchbook in all its glory!

The other day the Fella brought in a box left by the postie. Immediately I knew it was the Sketchbook. Normally I dive right into things, but this was one parcel I wanted to savour. I sat down with a cup of tea, marvelling at the journey it had made. Then I carefully opened the…

Samplers

My embroidery work is continuing to engage and enthuse me. It is encouraging a number of creative threads to come together. (Do you like that pun, Kate?!) I will tell you more about those mental ramblings at a later date. My very good friend Liz is a reliable¬†sounding board and¬†creates wonderful embroideries of her own….

Coastal heath

Kate, who does beautiful quilting, commented on one of my photos from the last blog, remarking how she could see colours and textures to make a quilt. I was delighted that she might like to use it. EllaDee saw it as a woven piece, and I see paintings and maybe tapestries in it. Personally I…

Why are limpet shells so frustrating?

You know that I have been enjoying painting shells lately. You watched me draw oyster shells and I have raved on about other paintings I have done. So I found some limpet shells on the beach at Apollo Bay and was fascinated by their texture. Their tops are worn smooth and pearlescent while their sides…

Texture on Tuesday

The Photo Booth function on my iPad is rather gimmicky and only held my attention for a short time — all except the kaleidoscope button. I wandered around the garden and came up with some shots that I really liked. My favourite is the last one. Read the caption to see what it is. (Hover…

Texture on Tuesday — bark

I love bark. It has such surprising colours and textures. These are street trees, growing just near my house. As well as painting, I love to use fabrics, threads and beads and it is textures like these that have inspired some of my creations, such as this bag.

Texture — shadows (and an”Oh dear” update)

Now, if you have got this far, a quick update on my computer. The other day I told you that my computer had gone on a holiday, and the folks at the Holiday Home (aka the computer repair shop) thought that the hard drive may have crashed. Oh Dear indeed. But the news was good….